Monday, April 05, 2010

Dreaming of the Odd and Unusual

I love thinking about France, the flea markets in France and the the bits and pieces I find myself leaving behind. Last summer when we were on our Sunday visit to the Toulouse Flea Market, I found a vendor that had bought out a souvenir shop along the Cote d'Azur - the booth was filled with seashells from all over the coast of France. Why I didn't buy the whole lot of shells - or at least a handful - I'll never know. I remember thinking about it, having Molly shoot it and dreaming about the "shell crafts" that could be made....and then walking away. Isn't it funny how you can be presented with something you will probably never see again - but if the moment isn't right - if it all doesn't connect at that one point - you have no other choice but to just walk away - and never look back! Looking at this picture now I am kicking myself - and promising myself that I'll never let the odd and unusual slip away again! Merde!

8 comments:

Be patient, u going to find more beauifull things in France. Belive me , in spain are so many special things like that, ... some day i gona send you some rocks, shells,etc.. Well, c´a soon i like your blog.

I feel better now, I am not alone. I have walked away from some amazing things. Really it was a mistake I didn't buy when I should have. There is this weird little thing that happens..indecision..and 'meh'..you walk away. Then it's to late. I told myself this year I will try to be wiser and not have regrets re: this. Those shells are..sniff..so beautiful.

I have done the exact same thing and then obsessed about the item, day and night, I walked away from. Maddening!!! I have tried to be very careful about leaving things behind. When I saw the picture of the shells I thought you were going to tell us they were for sale...:(

Thanks for sharing that story. What a wonderful metaphor for so many things.... timing is everything and now next time you will most likely be clearer about what you want as a result of this experience. It's a lesson so much bigger than the shells.... although, must say they were lovely!

In bygone days I would pass up things I immediately connected with if I thought the price was too steep. It didn't take long, however, to learn that the added cost is worth paying to save myself the torment of leaving it behind. Lesson learned: If you know it will haunt you, never walk away.